Wednesday, July 13, 2011

"It's the tragedy of loving, you can't love anything more than something you miss."
- Jonathan Safran Foer

Maybe. Maybe the tragedy of loving is that it involves so much damn tragedy.


There's something about sadness, and it's beauty. Isn't sadness pretty? Or taking something sad and turning it into something beautiful
and sad. There's something so clean and raw that sadness offers. Think Romeo and Juliet.

"Is there no pity sitting in the clouds that sees into the bottom of my grief?"

"There on the ground with his own tears made drunk."

Sadness is universal, perhaps even more so than happiness might be. We can all commiserate. It binds people up just as strongly as it pulls people apart.

"She was a genius of sadness, immersing herself in it, separating its numerous strands, appreciating its subtle nuances. She was a prism through which sadness could be divided into its infinite spectrum."
-Jonathan Safran Foer (again)

"I wanted to cry but I didn't, I probably should have cried, I should have drowned us there in the room ending our suffering."
- (and again)

Sad songs, I think, are the prettiest.

I'm not sad all the time, not even close. Nor do I think anyone should be sad all the time. I just think it's beautiful sometimes, sadness is.

Well there's not much to see, actually, were inside a Chinese dragon.

1 comment:

  1. Best book ever.

    It makes me cry so much.

    And the ending? About the Chinese dragon? What's that?

    I don't have my phone so I'll you here: I love and miss you. Call you sometime soon. Happy Harry Potter week.

    (Love does involve a ridiculous amount of tragedy.)

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